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afternoon.

Yunluo finally woke up, her cheeks were still pressed against the floor, in a kneeling posture, but the man who insulted her was nowhere to be seen.

His whole body was sore, his lower body was even hotter, and it was also stained with a lot of blood.

Yunluo propped herself up and sat up, ignoring the injuries below her body, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, looked at the wide open window, and slowly moved to the window.

When the cold wind blows, I feel miserable.

Xiao Yan is no longer the Xiao Yan of three years ago, and she is not the Yun Luo of three years ago.

He already had Yun Wanyao and a child.

She never regretted her decision three years ago, even if she was hated and hated by him, but it was all for saving him, so she didn't regret it.

But now that Xiao Yan has ascended the throne, no one in this world can hurt him anymore.

Naturally, she didn't need to stay, and she didn't want to face Xiao Yan who hated her to the bone...

Yunluo wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, grabbed the window rail with both hands, stretched her body, and rolled over with difficulty.

As soon as the legs hit the ground, there was a burst of weakness, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.

Yunluo gritted her teeth, and was about to prop herself up to stand up, but wherever she could see out of the corner of her eye, her whole body was bright yellow.

His heart sank, and he followed his line of sight to look over.

Xiao Yan was wearing a dragon robe, and was sitting lazily on the grand teacher's chair at the moment, looking at her from afar.

The expression in her eyes was unclear, but Yunluo shuddered abruptly.

Subconsciously took a step back.

The messy and complicated thoughts in my mind became clear all at once.

The window of the cold palace was deliberately opened by Xiao Yan.

He said three years ago that as long as he came back one day, he would definitely make her life worse than death.

Therefore, he will never let her go so easily.

He is testing himself!

Xiao Yan got up, and slowly approached Yunluo step by step.

A pair of black gold dragon-patterned boots stepped on the ground in the cold palace without making a loud sound.

But there were still bursts, as if stepping on her heart, making her grab the hem of her clothes nervously.

Xiao Yan stood still not far from Yunluo, and looked down at her, "Yunluo, you completely forgot the warning I gave you!"

The voice was calm, but the eyes had already set off monstrous anger.

Now, who gave her the courage to escape from his palace?

Xiao Yan's whole body was cold, mixed with forbearable anger, "You still have the guts to run, it seems that the punishment I gave you is not enough!"

Yunluo huddled in a corner, the scene in the morning involuntarily recurring in her mind.

There was a bad premonition in my heart.

Before she could recover, there was a sudden cry for help from behind Xiao Yan.

"Ah, go away! Help! Don't touch me..."

The familiar voice came to her ears, Yunluo's face turned pale, and she turned her head to look over.

In sight, was Shi Wen surrounded by a group of guards. Shi Wen's clothes had been torn to pieces and were crumbling, barely covering her body.

For the past three years, Shi Wen was the only person who stayed by her side.

Although she is a maid, in fact, in her heart, Shi Wen has already become her only family member.

Looking at Yunluo's pale face, Xiao Yan seemed to feel a little joy in his heart. The faint smile on the corner of his mouth was very cruel, and he ordered to the people beside him, "Jiang Hao, let them do it. Let her maidservant taste it too." , people can enjoy the taste of husband."

Yunluo came back to her senses and exclaimed, "No, don't!"

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